I arrived at my office today at 10am, armed with a Starbucks cappuccino, a bottle of Fiji water and my laptop. I'm greeted by the sweet smell of vanilla coming from a glade plug. I look out the window and see massive buildings, hundreds of small cars speeding in all directions, and I see people rushing down the busy sidewalks of New York. Above it all is a perfect, clear, sunny sky that brightened my mood just by looking at it. . I sip my cappuccino while thinking about today's meetings. I think about the patients I will see today and the procedures that will be implemented to help them move forward with their conflicts. I start to get wishful thinking and imagine if I were to help one of them have a breakthrough today and how happy I would be to feel a sense of accomplishment knowing that I have helped someone completely overcome a problem. I was suddenly determined to take my career to a new level of accomplishment. I notice I finished my cappuccino and have been sipping air for five minutes. I laugh at myself and throw the empty cup in the trash. Then I fall back into my thoughts and think carefully about how I am going to help a patient of mine who has experienced a difficult tragedy in his life and can't stop dwelling on the incident. They have been my patients for some time and no matter what advice and treatment I give them, they seem to remain stuck in self-reproach. Her name is Ava and the main conflict preventing her from having a breakthrough is that she doesn't understand why such a horrible situation would happen in her life. She can't explain why this event would happen to her of all people. I went about my day and looked after... middle of paper ...... charts and files of patients awaiting treatment, the confidence I have in myself when giving advice to someone, the way I work It's so hard to be able to say that I love my job. I am thrilled by how much I look forward to coming here every morning and I want the day to never end so I can stay a little longer because helping people brings joy to my heart. It makes me feel valuable and have a constructive reason to be here. I left work with a smile on my face because I know someone is starting to look at life from a whole new perspective, which will lead them to live a much more positive and productive lifestyle, and this is credible to me. I like knowing that I have the ability to put people at ease while still maintaining some control over the situation. Many people can only dream of what I have, that's why I'm grateful for every moment..